we do not pretend to be in love
that would be false,
our love shadows merged
more than fifty years ago,
true love mustn’t be a tattoo,
nor a vulgar declaration
of overt undying affection,
real love is a watermark
a deeply set indelible image
never brighter, never fading
ever present, unwavering
impossible to erase.
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© Graham Sherwood 02/2021